Webnovel Author In The Apocalypse World-Chapter 367: The Descent and the Kneeling Crowd

For a split second, Kim Haru felt as if he had glimpsed a majestic lion letting out a thunderous roar.

The next moment, a powerful gust of wind surged up from below, rushing toward him!

Kim Haru was startled.

Before he could adjust his position to avoid the sudden updraft, he realized that something had positioned itself directly beneath him.

Thud.

His rapid descent came to an abrupt halt as he landed on something soft and warm.

Despite the high-speed free fall, the impact didn't harm him in the slightest.

In fact, Kim Haru even bounced a little on the surface.

Naturally, the cat in his arms, Fuzzball, also bounced along with him.

As the "soft cushion" beneath him continued its slow descent, Kim Haru finally pieced together what had happened.

A massive, winged creature had caught them.

Now, both he and Fuzzball were sitting on this creature's back as it carried them downward into the depths of the cliff.

The creature was pitch black, blending perfectly with the surrounding darkness.

If he weren't already sitting on its back, Kim Haru was certain he wouldn't have been able to spot it, even if it were right next to him.

Not only was it highly stealthy, but judging by its movements, its sheer size was astonishing.

With its wings fully spread, they might rival the wingspan of a small aircraft.

Kim Haru racked his brain, trying to recall any animal that matched these characteristics—dark-loving, capable of flight, and covered in fur.

Could it be… a bat?

Since he couldn't see the creature's form clearly for the time being, Kim Haru wasn't in a hurry.

As long as it wasn't an enemy, that was all that mattered.

Judging by its flight trajectory, it would take some time before they reached the bottom of the Biryong Plans.

With nothing else to do, Kim Haru showered Fuzzball with praise.

Even without thinking too hard, he could easily guess where this ride had come from.

Praising the cat while stroking it, Kim Haru's skilled hands had Fuzzball purring in no time.

Then, he asked, "Since you could find us a ride, Fuzzball, can you also find a messenger? Someone to deliver a message to the people above? Otherwise, they're going to panic."

Kim Haru wasn't worried that Shin Woncheon and the others would assume he was dead.

After all, he had a contractual agreement with them as farm employees.

If their boss died, the contract would automatically be voided, and they would sense it immediately.

As long as they remembered that, they should be able to calm down.

But if he could send them a message, it would be even better.

Just as he finished speaking, Fuzzball smacked him with a paw.

The paw didn't apply any force—it was just a gentle tap.

The soft, squishy paw pad was immediately grabbed by Kim Haru, who squeezed it and unwilling to let go.

Even as he played with the paw, he understood what Fuzzball was trying to say.

It seemed finding a messenger wasn't an option.

As they descended further, Kim Haru suddenly noticed that the darkness was receding.

The deeper they went, the brighter their surroundings became.

Then, as if they had crashed through an invisible water membrane, the world before them was suddenly flooded with light.

It was as bright as daytime!

Having gone from complete darkness to sudden brightness, Kim Haru instinctively shut his eyes.

Before he could open them again, a wave of noise reached his ears.

People?

When he finally looked in the direction of the commotion, he was stunned.

It really was people.

At this moment, Kim Haru and his mount were descending into a chaotic rock forest.

The stones were tall, numerous, and strangely shaped.

Due to the mount's enormous size, there wasn't enough space on the ground to land.

So, instead, it perched steadily atop a towering rock pillar that resembled a tree fork.

Since the mount hadn't landed on the ground, Kim Haru was still seated high above.

Below, a large crowd had gathered among the stone formations while pointing up at him and his mount as they chattered noisily.

Kim Haru was too high up and too far away from them.

He couldn't make out their faces, nor could he hear what they were saying.

However, that didn't stop him from observing their actions.

At first, the people on the ground only glanced at him.

But soon, their gazes quickly darted away, as if they had seen something terrifying.

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None of them dared to look at Kim Haru for more than two seconds.

Then, one by one, more and more people began kneeling.

And they were kneeling in Kim Haru's direction.

Kim Haru was dumbfounded.

"Meow~"

Fuzzball, noticing how tightly its owner was clutching it, tilted its head and looked at his face, letting out a questioning sound.

"Meow~ Meow~"

Now that it had Kim Haru's attention, Fuzzball pointed at the ground, as if asking whether they should go down now.

Kim Haru: "..."

To descend or not to descend—that was the question.

Kim Haru had no intention of going down so quickly.

He needed to first figure out his current situation.

Now that the light had brightened the surrounding area, Kim Haru could finally see what kind of creature his mount actually was.

It wasn't a bat, as he had previously guessed, but a giant owl.

Kim Haru was seated somewhere near the owl's shoulders, just below its neck.

At this moment, the mutated owl who is already subdued by a single meow from Fuzzball—was waiting for its next command.

Its entire fluffy head suddenly rotated 180 degrees, and its enormous eyes, even larger than Kim Haru's head, locked onto him.

Kim Haru almost broke out in goosebumps!

He had heard that an owl's head could rotate up to 270 degrees, but to see the entire head suddenly swivel like that—without warning—it was like encountering a ghost!

Other than that group of people down below, the only living beings around were himself, Fuzzball, and this massive owl acting as his mount.